Like this:

Oh God, You are awesome
Most Holy One, worthy to be praised
It is You Who breaks down walls
and sets a perimeter of Angels around Your chosen children
You Who are mighty in battle and
awesome in power and swift to save
Glory! Majesty! Holy! Strong!
To the King!

Lord God, from my lips You have ordered praise. My soul is commanded to praise you. My body surrendered to worship You. Pour into my soul, oh God. Seal up the cracks in my spirit. Strengthen my resolve to follow hard after You, to set my face like flint and fulfill the destiny You have in store for me.
(First Thursday night youth group. Amazing!)

Like this:

… and instead of doing something productive like cleaning or cooking, I will (I WILL) sit here and write because writing makes me feel better. You know what else would make me feel better? If my mouth would unnumb itself. I got three fillings this morning at 9:20 and its 11:30 and I keep biting my tongue and the inside of my cheek and NOT feeling anything. Its weird.

I went to heart to heart last night instead of the P86 show. I am so freaking old. Actually no, its not that I’m old. I’m breastfeeding (yeah I said breast in a word on myspace.com. someone report me) and I didn’t want to take Jonathan to the show and have his precious eardrums blasted to oblivion before his first drum set. After he learns the instrument, he’s free to do what he wants with his hearing. I just don’t want to be the one to destroy it for him. Plus, I have the distinct honor of having seen Project when they came to a tiny town called Templeton in the Summer of ’99 when they weren’t very popular at all to play a show at (of all places) the Vineyard. Yep. And Jeffty and Topher didn’t come with me. I think they were rocking out to G.T and the Halo Express in their Superman underwear in their (white)(padded) bedroom.

But I digress.

I’m not sure what I digressed from, as I don’t actually think I had a point… wait a minute…

Oh yes! Being unproductive!

Jonathan ate carrots for the first time the other day (after he distroyed a cupcake at Kaeleb’s birthday party that Anthony tried to feed him). It was hilarious. The child shook his head so violently from side to side (“Nooooo mommy noooo!”) that he got dizzy and started doing the vibrating Henry eyes (anyone remember that?). Meanwhile, Anthony and I were making fools of ourselves trying to show Jonathan how WONDERFUL mashed up organic carrots from a glass jar can be! I kept telling Ant “Try some, show him how good it its!” and he was like, “You try it, I already had a salad today, and I’ve heard that you can poisen yourself with too many vegitables”. Boy its great to be a parent.